No name on it.

The asking of a favour,

meant one would go

on a first date,

the other  would

work instead,

and that meant

Walking mean streets.

Being familiarly alert

and fingers crossed

not to be in

the wrong place

at the wrong time.

The bullet had,

no name on it,

and now his empty locker

beside mine doesn’t either.

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